Souls Lyrics

Let me take my time, go ahead and back it up

Let me play reverend, preach of legends that drove Acuras

They see demons, we see meaning in how they trappin' us

Heat was seeded, they were phoenix who rose from sack of dust

Ain't nobody spoke for us, I'm talkin' back like 03

Before hen and OE, smokin' drink he drove the Nissan black with smoky windows

He served them junkies, simple, he gave them pokeys

Later on she would poke, he knew he was dyin' slowly

One foot out and one foot in, both hands landed him in pen

Two left feet, how he would dance between what was right and sin

Called him Black, that was his name, cuz of skin and dreaded braids

His name Black, ironic man, cuz to it he soon would fade

Street fighters remind of Blanca and Gile

He'd sell it to Ken, then Barbie and Kyles

They put him in cage, he'd claw and go wild My heart is bars, they conjure up as I think of him now

I can't stay away from you From dusk till dawn, I'm up in arms

I can't get you off my mind I'm tryna make a play or two

The hustle's callin', it's itchin' my palms I just can't stay off my grind, not this time

Cuz I'm on a chase for the paper Grateful in nature, thankin' the maker

Every day that I wake up, face tribulations Can't let him change us

Brain on the paper, cuz I know that one day I'm gonna fly

And make this darker situation bright

To make it real, I know I gotta fly

Fate's pendulum swings in both directions

He let fate take momentum with missed connections

His daddy left just to make that cake

To put them collards on the plate

He up and left the state, and he would mirror that

In his youth, bright as two billion watts

Wind up on the block, slingin' rock cocaine

Out his sock, two babies in the 80s Drove his lady crazy, push keys

With the dreams of playin' them

That toy with him like KB

But them demons was lurkin', in his veins was a serpent

Ain't no sermon from churches could make a fuck up

Be perfect in the darkest recesses That circuit could make you light up

Souls passed from father to son, could fuck a life up

I can't stay away from you From dusk till dawn

I'm up in arms, I can't get you off my mind I'm tryna make a play or two

The hustle's callin', it's itchin' my palms I just can't stay off my grind

Not this time